Fall In Love With A Substitute

After the Xi family were "please leave", Liu Ying arranged all the affairs. Turning to see that Song Fei and the others were still in the living room, they seemed to be still worried about it. Liu Ying felt soft and urged:

"You have to go to school tomorrow. Go back to your room and rest."

Song Fei lay on the back of the sofa and reminded in a low voice, "Cousin Nie is still there, mom, have you forgotten about it?"

"Why, I just wanted to let someone go to your sister's room and ask if she is staying overnight or going home today."

Liu Ying was talking, thinking that Nie Lingbo might be talking to her daughter, so she simply told Song Fei and Xiangsixi:

"When you go upstairs, ask. Don't rush the two sisters if things have not been finished. In short, the guest room is still the one she is used to. When will they finish their business and go to rest by themselves."

Recently, Song Nie’s family moved closer, and from time to time they stayed overnight at each other’s house. Liu Ying looked at the sky outside. It was already late. It was estimated that Nie Lingbo would not leave. He only gave a casual command. I didn’t expect the two little girls in front of me to be particularly active. After hearing the order, Da Da Da ran upstairs.

The pace of the two of them was so fast that they could not separate up and down. When they reached the door of Song Pianzhen's room, they both cautiously lightened their steps, rubbing them like a cat.

Song Fei is still more reserved, Xiangsixi can't help but leaned to the door to listen.

Song Fei remained reserved for less than three seconds. After hesitating, she asked in a huff, "What's going on inside?" This Xiangsixi, why did she eat alone after hearing a news.

Xiangsixi turned her head and lipped blankly: "Nothing."

?

Song Fei stood on tiptoe, and listened in the past, really.

When my elder sister and cousin Lingbo are alone, they can often hear chatting and laughter across the door. Why is it so quiet today?

Song Fei and Xiangsixi looked at each other, and Xiangsixi buttoned the door and said:

"Sister, is Cousin Ling Bo going back today? The guest room has been cleaned."

The knock on the door rang twice by mistake, and the girl's voice was distorted through the door.

In the quiet and thick night, the two voices were neither light nor heavy, enough to distract Nie Lingbo for a moment, pinching Song Pianshu's palms around her waist to tighten.

Song Pian snorted between her nose, which seemed to be revenge, and also like a response. When she withdrew from Nie Lingbo's lips, she bit her lower lip, and then half-opened her eyes full of water, leaning on Nie Lingbo's shoulder, and went to see the door. Direction.

In the warm and tidy room, only one floor lamp was left unturned, and the light was yellow and dim.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony were open, and the white curtains fell to the ground, being blown in by the wind, slowly moving, quietly peering into the room of clamoring desires.

The temperature rose, and the wind became hot.

On the sofa, Nie Lingbo was still sitting where he was, but there was an extra person on him.

The girl's indoor shoes lay on Nie Lingbo's feet, knees on both sides of Nie Lingbo's body. She is wearing a lemon yellow skirt today. When the skirt blooms on Nie Lingbo's body, it looks like a hazy and elegant yellow water lily.

Nie Lingbo knows why she wears a long skirt, not only does it match her temperament, but also because Liu Ying likes to see Song Pianzhen dressed like this.

In Liu Ying's eyes, the pure, well-behaved, quietly beautiful and smiling water lily was caught by Nie Lingbo's thin waist and clasped it on his body within a short period of ten minutes.

She sniffed the sweet petals, and stretched out her hand to poke aside the outermost layer of floral dress, looking inside.

It is delicate and silky, with fingerprints on the skin of the beauty.

Nie Lingbo stroked it inch by inch, the intensity of his subordinates was sometimes light and light, because it was hard to restrain his emotions, and light was the slight unbearable when he heard Song Pianzhen’s humming and humming.

But after a flash of distress, there is a deeper and stronger bad mind.

Nie Lingbo wanted her to lose her temper, causing her waist to sway, her legs trembling, and she couldn't become an army.

After more than a quarter of an hour, Nie Lingbo was lingering under this delicate water lily, but he didn't know what to meet, and went straight to the most succulent place.

Until this time, her family could not be found.

Nie Lingbo stroked Song Pianxiu's long hair, picked up a strand of hair along the way, and kissed her lips.

"Go to open the door?"

After some cheating, Nie Lingbo's voice was muffled and more seductive. Song Pian slapped her ears tightly, clenched Nie Lingbo, glanced at the skirt, meaning something:

"The skirt was crumpled by you."

So, how to meet people.

Without saying the remaining words, Song Pian stomped to the end, propped up his upper body, and said to the door:

"Xixi go to sleep, we still have a while."

The last words were not yet complete, Song Pian slammed the arm around her waist hard, and she fell into Nie Lingbo's arms again.

"For a while? Just lie to the children like that." Nie Lingbo smiled.

"I'm a bad sister." Song Pian said frankly, "but so is my sister—"

Her eyes were like spring water, and she whispered deliberately:

"Bad sister."

Nie Lingbo's eyes were deep, and he was about to lean over again and sit down with the name of this "bad sister".

Song Pianzhen didn't follow her this time.

At first, when she leaned in Nie Lingbo's ear to question, she didn't plan to follow Nie Lingbo's pace tonight——

Although Qing Lu was in the last world, he was in control of the bedclothes time and time again, and in this world was a charming elder sister, but Song Pianyu had not forgotten that this elder sister still regarded her as an innocent girl who was easily frightened.

If there is plenty of time, Song Pianzhen doesn't mind following her pace.

But now--

She decided to regain the rhythm.

Song Pian grabbed Nie Lingbo's wrist with little force, but successfully stopped Nie Lingbo's movements.

Nie Lingbo raised his eyebrows, and saw Song Pianzhen not only restraining himself, but also twisting and dropping from him.

She was not in a hurry to chase, she just leaned on the sofa and followed with her eyes.

Her girl stood in front of the gift box on the table, reaching out to untie the ribbon of the gift box.

Open the present now?

The dark green silk ribbon lingered between Song Pianju's fingers, making her fingers surprisingly white. Nie Lingbo looked at it with almost admiration. The ribbon was very long. She sat up and took a thick dark green into her hand.

Pulling, pulling, dragging the other flying butterfly back to him.

Sometimes I really want to.

Sometimes I really want to use a beautiful rope to lock Song Pianji by his side.

This thought cannot be declared to others, and it is precisely because of its secrecy and despicableness that it spreads and breeds like damp moss in the dark bottom of my heart.

"Can I use it on you?"

Suddenly hearing this sentence, Nie Lingbo thought it was from his own mouth.

She raised her eyes to meet Shang Song Pianju's gaze.

Song Pian smiled, the water on her lips was still wet, and her words seemed to be wet:

"Sure, sister."

Song Pianzhen compared the dark green ribbon to Nie Lingbo, as if watching how to pack this wonderfully colored gift.

The ribbon flicked across Nie Lingbo's wrist, rubbed her bulging chest, hovered around her delicate collarbone for a moment, and finally followed Nie Lingbo's deep breathing, gently covering Nie Lingbo's eyes.

She fell into the darkness.

"lightly."

"Come." Song Pianqi took her, slowly, leading her a little bit.

Nie Lingbo didn't remember, they used to get along like this.

In the palace of Dali Zhuqiu and blue tiles, Feng Yuexian once covered Song Pianju's eyes with a foot of lightness, and through the thin soft gauze, the thin kisses kept falling.

Wherever the light is embellished, wherever the kiss falls.

Song Pianzhen took Nie Lingbo to the bed and sat down with a ribbon. She knelt down beside Nie Lingbo and kissed her in the same way.

How could Nie Lingbo bear such intimacy? Her hands were not trapped.

Song Pianzhen followed her.

Song Pianzhen is only single-minded, and will teach him from the former Qinglu, and then feed back to Nie Lingbo now.

How did Qing Lu get rid of his imperial clothes when he was in love.

How did Qing Lu taste the soft, trembling peaches when they were in love.

How did Qinglu disturb a pond of spring water when the love was strong.

These were all Qing Lu had used on himself.

Today, Song Pianzhen returned the supreme joy Qing Lu gave him, little by little, back to her.

——Of course, more than that.

Song Pianzhen wants to get more from her, as long as Nie Lingbo is willing to give it, she will accept it.

There is no moon tonight, the night is less cold and bright, adding a bit of hot charm.

The only floor lamp in the room stood far away. It looked at the only place in the room where there was movement and tried its best to send the light to the end of the bed.

The light hits a section of shins that are as white as jade, like a thin layer of warm jade.

I don’t know what the body part of the main body has suffered. With the sound of squeaking, the calf pushed the dark-colored bed sheet more and more messy, the instep arched into a meniscus, and the toes were tightened tightly.

The floor lamp dared not look again.

After a long while, there was a vaguely formed sentence:

"Sister, can you?"

From Nie Lingbo, Song Pianji tasted the sweet aroma of wine.

Drink alone among the flowers, Yulu Qiongye.

The more the product is thicker, the rich silver wire can be brought out.

No matter how sober you are, you will be drunk.

Song Pianzhen stopped her hands and waited. She ate up the water in her fingers, carefully, and raised her eyebrows to look at Nie Lingbo.

Before today, Nie Lingbo never thought that this would be the case.

But when it happened, Nie Lingbo did not resist either.

As far as she is concerned, seeing Song Pianzhen fascinated by her, and her attention plundered by her, this feeling is as beautiful as possessing Song Pianzhen.

Nie Lingbo did not resist.

Song Pianzhen got the permit, tucked her long hair on the same side of her neck, and leaned down.

In order to poke into the silver bottle, Song Pianzhen lightly opened the mouth of the naturally closed bottle. As the honey in it was overflowing, it leaked into Song Pianzhen's hand with a slight movement.

Sticky and plump.

The one who was taken out during the action and fell into Song Pianjue's hands had to slowly descend along the delicate skin, and a dark water mark appeared on the bed sheet.

The neck of the bottle mouth was long and slender, leading directly to the secluded place, and extremely delicate. Song Pian stepped in carefully, just in time for the water to be delivered, and wrapped it in a moist and smooth way to eat, and went in smoothly.

The whole finger was soaked in the silver bottle.

Damp and hot.

Song Pianzhen moved her fingertips upwards, and the mead became thicker and greeted her at her fingertips.

Nie Lingbo's body seemed to be getting hotter.

Song Pianyu asked her intimately:

"Sister, do you like it?"

The answer she got was Nie Lingbo's actual response.

The mouth of the silver bottle suddenly tightened a few times, spitting out honey.

It was biting Song Pianju's finger.

Song Pianzhen said to Nie Lingbo in this way, and Nie Lingbo's eyes rolled over, full of flattery.

Song Pianjue fed her finger, she did not hide, let Song Pianjue invade, let Song Pianjue prank, mix the two water marks in one place, and then kissed carefully.

Only in the end, Lazy asked Song Pianzhen:

"Should I change it? Huh?"

Greedy for a while.

In the early morning, Song Pianju woke up earlier than Nie Lingbo.

There is no other reason. Today is a special day. She wants to meet Xi Zihua and sign a contract. 01 awakened her in her mind early in the morning.

It's really exhausting for the task, not looking at it at all.

Fortunately, the two were not too crazy last night, and Song Pianzhen was not uncomfortable.

Song Pianzhen lightly yawned and was awakened. She was not going to sleep anymore. Seeing that Nie Lingbo was still asleep, she held her head and looked carefully for a while, her eyes fell on the ribbon beside Nie Lingbo.

She suddenly remembered that only the ribbon was used yesterday and the gift has not been removed.

Song Pianju got out of bed very lightly, walked barefoot to the small living room, and carried the gift box back to the bed.